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58. A Night of Elegance and Love
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Tuberose 59. A Vision of Love
[wedding day] Michael's pov - I stand in the grand convention hall, my heart pulsating with anticipation and nervous excitement. The hall is adorned with exquisite decorations, a sight that rivals the most enchanting dreams. The walls, elegantly dressed in delicate lace drapes, create a soft, ethereal ambiance. The staircase, adorned with cascades of white lilies and lavender, leads to a place where vows will be exchanged and destinies entwined. I take a moment to absorb the grandeur of it all, marveling at the meticulous attention to detail. Each flower, each ornate piece of décor, is like a brushstroke on a canvas, painting a picture of love and celebration. The hall seems to hold its breath, awaiting the arrival of the most beautiful girl I have ever known—Abigail. Thoughts of Tuberose, the elusive figure of my dreams, drift briefly through my mind, like whispers of a forgotten melody. She remains a mirage, a fragment of a longing that could never be fulfilled. But today, I cast
Tuberose 60. Dream Becomes Reality
Abigail's pov - I stand before the mirror, taking in my reflection. The wedding gown I'm wearing drapes elegantly around me, the intricate lace and delicate beadwork adding a touch of ethereal beauty. My heart flutters with anticipation, wondering if Michael will love the way I look. After all, I want to be the best version of myself for him. He deserves nothing less than perfection. A gentle knock on the door interrupts my thoughts, and I turn to see Michael's father, Mr. Pattinson, entering the room with a warm smile. His presence instantly fills the space with a sense of love and familiarity. He takes a moment to appreciate my appearance, and I can't help but blush at his kind words. "Abigail, you look absolutely stunning," he says, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You are the second most beautiful bride I've ever seen." Curiosity piques within me, and I can't resist asking, "Oh, who is the first one?" Mr. Pattinson winks mischievously, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
Tuberose 61. Love in Miami's Embrace
Abigail's pov - As the function comes to a close, congratulations pour in from all directions. The room is filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness and joy. Smiling faces surround us, their well wishes echoing in the air. It's a moment I've dreamt of, a celebration of the love that Michael and I have found. Once the final applause subsides, Michael's father approaches us, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He takes Michael and me aside, and I can't help but widen my eyes with surprise. What could he possibly want to talk to us about now? "Dad, what's going on?" I ask, unable to contain my curiosity. A warm smile graces his lips as he responds, "My dear, I have a surprise for you. You and Michael are leaving for your first night together." I can hardly believe my ears. First night? It takes a moment for the realization to sink in, and then a surge of excitement courses through me. "Where are we going?" I inquire, my voice filled with anticipation. Dad's eyes twinkle with amu
Tuberose 62. A Night of Enchantment
Abigail's pov - As the blindfold tightened around my eyes, a mixture of excitement and anticipation surged through me. Michael's warm hand clasped mine, guiding me forward into the unknown. With each step, I felt an indescribable sense of trust and love. Finally, the moment arrived. Michael's voice, tinged with anticipation, whispered, "Okay, Abigail, we're here." The blindfold was gently lifted, and I opened my eyes to a sight that left me breathless. Before me lay a scene straight out of a fairytale. The moonlit beach stretched out in front of us, shimmering with silver reflections as gentle waves lapping at the shore. A canopy of twinkling fairy lights spanned above, creating a mesmerizing ceiling of stars. Soft, billowing drapes were suspended from elegant poles, swaying gently in the ocean breeze, creating a magical ambiance. As I took in the surroundings, my eyes were drawn to the table set for two. It was a masterpiece of elegance and romance. Fine china, delicate crystal gl
Tuberose 63. My Illigirl is my wife now
Michael's pov - The evening sunlight casts a warm glow in our home as Abigail and I return from our memorable honeymoon in Miami. The happiness radiates through every fiber of my being, and I can't help but feel a deep sense of contentment. Abigail is my world, and I want to shower her with all the love and care she deserves. Every moment spent together is precious, and I'm determined to make it as lovey-dovey as possible. As the night settles in, Abigail succumbs to exhaustion and falls into a peaceful slumber soon after our arrival. I take a moment to admire her delicate form, her serene expression, and the way her breaths create a symphony of tranquility. She's so sweet and caring, and I find myself falling more in love with her with each passing day. ... I get up with sleepy eyes as I have meetings so no option to sleep more. My wifey is still sleeping. It's better for her. Deciding to freshen up, I step into the shower, but my mind remains fixated on Abigail. The warm water c
Tuberose 64. Embracing Boundless Love
Abigail's pov - As Jack finally exits the room, leaving us in a mix of embarrassment and amusement, Michael hugs me again. In Michael's arms, I find solace, passion, and a love that knows no boundaries. The interruption may have momentarily shifted our focus, but it has only served to deepen our appreciation for the unbreakable bond we share. With a gentle touch and a knowing smile, Michael pulls me closer, and we continue our journey, ready to face whatever comes our way, hand in hand. Michael stands up, a hint of discomfort evident on his face as he realizes he's still in a towel. With a warm smile, I suggest he go and change. His cheeks redden slightly, but he reciprocates the smile and gives me a grateful nod. I watch him with an intensity I can't deny, feeling a warmth spread through my body. It's a feeling I've never experienced before, this undeniable attraction that pulls me towards him. My cheeks flush with a rosy hue as I realize how drawn I am to his half-nude form. I neve
Tuberose 65. Unseen Emotions
Michael's pov - Sitting in my office cabin, the weight of the day's meetings still lingering, I decided to take a moment and call Abigail. Concern for her well-being fills my mind, as I recall how pale and tired she seemed this morning. I urge her to stay home and rest, assuring her that I can handle everything at the office. After a few rings, Abigail's sweet voice answers on the other end of the line. "Hey, Michael. How's your day going?" I can't help but smile at the sound of her voice. "Hey, love. My day has been busy, but I wanted to check on you. You seemed a bit off this morning. Are you feeling alright?" There's a moment of silence before she responds, her voice tinged with fatigue. "I'm just a little tired, Michael. I didn't sleep well last night. But don't worry about me. I'll be fine. How about you? How are things at the office?" Her words worry me, but I trust her to take care of herself. "I understand, Abigail. Take it easy and get some rest. As for me, it's been a pr
Tuberose 66. Ema is Tuberose!
Michael's pov - I glance at my phone and notice the time. It's already past 10 at night, and I've missed a couple of calls from Abigail. I quickly type a message to reassure her that I'm fine and that I'll be home soon. As I step out of my cabin, I realize that the office is empty, with everyone having left for the day. As I make my way through the rows of intern desks, I'm taken aback by the sight before me. A soft, warm light emanates from a table lamp, casting a gentle glow on the figure of Ema, who is fast asleep with her head resting on the desk. I approach cautiously, trying not to disturb her slumber. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I glance at the computer screen in front of her. The document displayed on the screen is titled "Fragrance of Love." My heart skips a beat as I realize that this must be the copy of the book she was working on, the one named after the scent of Tuberose. Could it be that Ema is Tuberose? A mix of emotions swirls within me—surprise, disbelief,
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